Mr. Rogue King, can you kidnap me please?

1. Twenty years in a prison 

Kathrine's POV

No. Stop it. It's wrong. Please don't ruin me. 

I wanted to scream it on top of my lungs or until the words burst from my lungs. Except my mouth was painfully stuffed with a handkerchief and I could only manage a whimper or two as I quivered and tried to get away from the heavy man on my body.

I had begged my father to not give me away. I held his feet and offered to do everything he would ask of me but this. Anything as diminishing as cleaning toilets with my bare hand without a scrubber. 

Only he kicked me away like a ball covered with dirt and asked the men of my so-called owner to take me to him. He turned his face to the other side when one of them spanked me between my legs for putting on a fight. 

My mother, too, didn't show so much as a flicker of emotion in her eyes when the other one connected his fist as big as my head with the right side of my jaw.

My brothers, whom I have proclaimed as my saviors, didn't attempt to lift their eyes from their phones as they sat calmly in their comfortable reserved corners in the dilapidating living room of my father's mansion. 

No. Please no.

My eyes widened to an awful expanse, watching him laugh across my neck as he groped me. No, oh goddess. No. This couldn't be happening with me.

I've never done anything to hurt anyone. Then why me? Why was this happening to me?

Feeling fingers rub over my panties inside my jeans, I clutched my eyes tighter and gathered every ounce of energy in me to connect with my mate.

Please, come to save me. I know you can hear me. Please, save me, Asher.

As if he was waiting for me to call for him, my mate reduced the door I was behind with a heavy man on top of me into pieces. He growled, his eyes dark from exasperation and possession.

A vein around his jaw ticked as he gritted the words out, "How dare you touch my mate!"

Silvery trails of despair traced their path down my eyes as I saw the tremors of resentment shoot up his arms. He yanked the old man away from me, punching him blue and back. The smell of his fresh and warm blood mixed with the air and went into my lungs with a breath I took from my nose. 

My sweet mate. He saved me. 

He discarded the old man out of my room and closed the door. Not even the tears in my eyes from being forced down by the old man were anywhere near subsiding fully that Asher's mouth cracked into an ominous smirk. 

He crawled into bed, his eyes ravenously sliding up and down my body tied to the bed, "You never let me take you willingly. I'll enjoy penetrating your tight p*ssy while you're all tied up and gagged." He rasped, his hands going to disrobe himself waist down to release his fully awakened shaft. 

I forgot he's no hero in my story. Asher is a bigger villain than my father. 

Hell, no! He pressed the head of his hot manhood to my entrance and let out a sinister chuckle. 

Just then my eyes sprung open like a tight wound coil released to find Asher, the asshole holding my thighs apart. His mouth was on me, his tongue stroking my clit. 

Intense anger scorched the back of my eyes as I observed his hand coming to lie on my uncovered belly. Bloody asshole. Grabbing his hair with every tendril of intolerance waking within me, I disunited him from me. 

"You mother fucker!" I set him plummet mercilessly on the cracked cold tiled floor and straddled his waist. 

Connecting back to back punches with his face, I lost my sanity and started emptying my anger on him. He bled. He winced. Trying to get me off, he pushed me. I was so blinded by my humiliation and rage that I continued fisting his face. He covered it with an arm but I was so intensely blazing with the flames of scarred honor that I didn't care where my fists hit him. 

It wasn't until my knuckles collided with his teeth that I stopped. By then the door to my room was thrown open and my two brothers Aaren and Theo rushed inside. 

Behind them were my two bulky and tattooed bodyguards, Hugo and Claud, and my mother who didn't appreciate me sitting bottom naked on my mate, hitting him like a punching bag. 

"Kat!" Mom seethed. "What do you think you are doing?" 

My brothers remained where they were while Hugo ambled ahead to cover me with a blanket. Claud grasped the back of Asher's shirt and put him on his feet. He teetered three times before jerking off Claud's hand. 

"What none of you could do for me." I hollered. "Protecting my virtue, Mama, that you have so happily endorsed to someone else like a piece of property you owned." 

"Keep your voice low, Kathrine. I bet you don't want your father to hear you making a fuss like this in the early hours of the morning." 

"What if I say I want that." It was my anger speaking because I would pee in my pants first thing after setting my eyes on him. My father was a beast in a human's skin. 

My mother glared at me as if saying I should better watch my mouth. Then she stopped her eyes on Asher, "Come with me, son, I'll fix your face."

Son? Huh. Really. 

What the hell. My eyes burned with more tears.

She was worried for him more than for me. Didn't she see me naked down to my feet? The scratches on my outer thighs? My tears? My depression? I was freaking assaulted in my sleep right in my own bloody house by my mate, and my mother offered to tend to him. My assaulter.

"Not so easily, mom." Asher said, his eyes coming to scorch holes in my face. 

Taking a slow stride toward me, he lifted a hand to slap me. Much to my unanticipated dismay, Claud stepped between us two and pushed a hand at his chest to keep him away.

"It's late." Claud said. "All of us better go back to our rooms if we don't want Alpha Lincoln waking up on us angrily." 

"He's had a tough time falling asleep in the first place." Hugo moved around the room to get a glass of water. 

Bringing it to me he forced it down my throat. Claud, on the contrary, sought after clearing my room off Asher's blood as well as him and my unpleasant mother and brothers. 

When they were gone, Hugo grabbed a new pair of pajamas for me, "Put them on." 

I scowled at him, my heart still beating fast in my chest. Though I was safe with my bodyguards, the cloud of trepidation grew heavy and denser over my head. I was scared that Asher would sneak into my room somehow again and... Shit. I don't want to think about it. He's a loser. 

"Kat," Claud shook me. 

I aggressively jerked him away and got up on my feet, "Why don't you help me escape if you care about me?" 

I'd be damned if it wasn't for Hugo and Claud. They are not as humble as I need people in my life. But they still care. Care more than my freaking brothers or parents. 

"What's the use of coming to my rescue like this huh? Why not help me once and for all." 

"Put these on." Claud ignored my words as he dropped the cotton clothing by the edge of the bed.

"I'll die here. Please help me." I collapsed near the bed, the blanket sliding down one of my shoulders. 

The heavy intake of breaths showed their pity for me. But they couldn't do much. They were dutiful hounds employed by my Alpha father. Them going against him was as impossible as for me to demand my freedom. 

"Look Kat, you've survived twenty years of your life. A month more and then—" 

"And then what?" I snapped. "I get taken away to another hell and raped daily there." 

"Let's go from here." Hugo slapped a hand on Claud's chest, knowing that I wasn't going to ease down as long as there were ears to listen to my complaints. 

"Fine, go to hell. Fuck you. Fuck everyone in this mansion. But know one thing that I'll get out of here. I'll run away.... And I will never come back." They slammed the door on me screaming, leaving me with my further more damaged heart and body that asked for relief from all the assaults I've been witnessing since my birth. 

I cried loudly. My sobs rippled through the air and echoed in my room. I pressed my head in the mattress as I screamed louder. I wanted to get out. Get away from all the monsters living here. 

The pain from ignorance of my family ate my insides. My emotions were in a mess. They didn't care at all. How couldn't they? I was their only daughter. I was a part of them. 

I bit into the sheets and growled. My nails grew long as I scratched the edge of the bed. Splinters from the wood pricked under my claws yet I didn't stop. Not until a shadow crept into the room through the window. Then a man jumped in. 

"Augustus?" He was one of my father's soldiers. Recently hired and as young as me. 

"Kathrine," He jumped into my room and approached me. "I heard you cry and… And couldn't hold back the urge to come and see you." 

"Aren't you scared that my father would kill you?" He kneeled down next to me. 

"Who isn't? But I'm here for you. Look it might sound weird but I like you." I stared at him and his blue eyes. "And I have heard enough to know they won't let you get out of this mansion alive." 

"And you think you can help me?" I knew Augustus only from when he used to open the gate for me to drive in. 

I didn't know much about him, yet the glint of seriousness in his eyes said he wasn't lying. Moreover, I thought he would enjoy the sight of my naked bottom but he bore his eyes into mine. He slowly took my hands, the feel from his fingers transmitting warmth to my own. 

"I know I am not worthy of you. I just want to help you out of here, Kathrine." My heart softened at his words. 

Was he real? I have never had anyone think about me even for once. 

"Y-you will g-get me out of here?" 

"I will, princess." 

"Princess?" 

Augustus chuckled, "Aren't you like a princess locked away in a lighthouse? I promise to take you out of here. The guards are going to take a small break and there won't be anyone by the gates as it is also the time when shifts change."

He didn't let me say anything when I opened my mouth as the time for the shift change had begun. I put on the Pjs Claud had left for me and we escaped through the window. 

Since my room wasn't on a high level, we didn't break our bones. The path across us was clean and the watchman at the gate invisible, hence we tiptoed behind the guard's shed and on the other side of the fence. 

However, as soon as my feet hit the cold ground beyond the fencing an alarm blared like a fire siren. The guards rushed out from different directions before we got a chance to get away. They separated me from Augustus. 

"No, don’t you dare hurt him." I only managed a cry as Hugo and Claud cut through the crowd of soldiers and got to me. 

Their eyes condemned my effort as Hugo peeled me away from the guard's hold, "It was a stupid step, Kathrine. You shouldn't have done that." 

While they dragged me inside the room, I heard my father's booming voice. He was a beast without a brain when disturbed from his slumber. 

"You better get into bed before he gets to you here now." I jumped inside and Claud covered me with the quilt. 

My heart raced wildly in my chest as I heard Augustus' screams. Loud painful screams. "Pl-please save him. He just wanted to–" 

"Imbecile kid dug his own grave. No one can postpone his death." Hugo said from the window as he stared out.

"Here, plug them on. It'll keep the fool's screams out of your ears." Claud passed me his airpods and sat by the edge of the bed. 

The music started, making my eyes water as I closed them tight. I met someone who cared for me… Only to lose him within five minutes. 

Tbc... 

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